You got to know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em…
27 Apr
- And on that note, I am walking away… from my masters, that is. Yes, I do love what I study but I can’t do it anymore. I am just over being poor, both in terms of time and money. I am almost certain I am cultivating the start of a stomach ulcer, I sleep badly, my skin is terrible and my eating is going to shit. It’s not worth it. There is basically no jobs for me when I graduate so I will have to do classroom teaching for a few years to get some worthwhile experience under my belt and then hope to fall into something that I could use my masters in. Basically by working full time I will have more free time than I do at the moment, a buttload more money and I will be able to establish a routine and plan stuff and just have some certainty. I actually really miss working with kids as well, I love working with them so it will please me to be able to chill with the wee ones again – not to mention get paid for it! Last night I had a dream that someone (not sure who it was, someone like a teacher-person) was trying to convince me to stay and finish my masters and telling me how I did so well and I was arguing, telling them that I was actually barely passing and that it’s not a bad thing at all to not do it right now and come back to it in a few years. I found out my marks for one of my latest assignments today and I just barely passed. Creepy, right?
- Jac has been and gone again. Despite not having seen her for like eight months, it was just like I saw her last weekend. We talked shit, pissed about and ate. Nothing has changed. I got to do the Miss Jones/Jac introduction and the way they got along could best be described as “house on fire” type stuff. I didn’t really doubt it would be like that, they are both just awesome, chilled, super fun girls so it’s pretty rare people like that wouldn’t get along. Jac is really happy teaching and loving life at the moment which makes me very, very happy.
- Miss Jones had her birthday last night. She got a little messy but it wasn’t too bad, I got to meet some more of her friends and see some of our mutual friends which was tops. I came late because of Kate’s wedding but still managed to pack in a few hours of socializing before everyone went home. Lucky Miss Jones got an iPhone (amongst other things) for her birthday and I doubt there is any better present for a tech than a gadget. She spent this morning playing with it and setting shit up while I tidied (after I convinced her to let me, I do love cleaning). Funny story – as anyone who knows me can atest, I am not a touchy-feely person. I am not a hugger, I don’t feel the need to touch people in conversation or anything like that. Miss Jones is super affectionate, she will hug and touch everyone and when we first met it was one of the things that made things a little awkward. Now? I can’t not touch her. If I am in arms reach of Miss Jones I will be rubbing her arm, back or leg. I do it without even noticing now and the other day when I was at Dreamworld with Jac I had to actively resist rubbing her arm because I am so used to doing it to Miss Jones, and because I am around her so often I don’t usually have to resist patting someone. Also, I can’t remember if I have mentioned it before, but I found out I follow Miss Jones in her sleep. I am obviously a much deeper sleeper than Miss Jones because I often fall asleep hugging her and don’t wake up when she manages to prise herself from my grasp and fall asleep herself, but I’ve been told that I turn when she turns in bed and constantly manage to wriggle up and spoon her. It’s amusing because with The Ex, I used to wake up because I’d be sleeping on the very edge of the mattress trying to avoid touching him. I think that speaks volumes.
- Kate’s wedding was amazing. Everything about it was just really elegant and classic and so very “Kate”. She looked radiant, the groom looked handsome and it was just charming. The ceremony was really good, the celebrant was fun and it was so sweet to see Kate being all giddy and excited. The food at the reception was totally amazing (deep fried rice balls?? YUM!) and Deb and I had the pleasure of sitting with cool people. Funny story 2: I was talking to Kate’s hairdresser about cutting short hair and mentioned that lots of stylists don’t get short hair, or the difference between boy short hair and girl short hair. The hairdresser started talking about how girl short hair is different and then jokingly said “Yeah, you have to be careful with short hair, if you get it wrong you can look like a lesbian” and I said “I am”. She looked a little mortified and another guy at the table half shouted ‘I knew it, I can always pick you people”. I resisted the urge to tear his face off because he used the term “you people” and laughed about it. I wasn’t offended, I know she didn’t mean to cause offence but people should kind of know that saying shit like that is offensive – some people are actually okay with looking like lesbians because they are. I won’t even start on “you people”, there is just so much wrong with that statement.
Just on that last point – did the she or the guy apologise at all?! That’s completely appalling!!
I think knowing when to stop is a far harder decision than doing something, so well done on the masters decision.
Like you said, uni will always be there.
I think you made the right decision
Ooh, been there and done the whole throwing the masters towel in too. So far haven’t regretted it so well done for being brave enough.
BTW, have Hello Kitty soap net for you, please send address ASAP. Any Japan thingies required?